Date: Fri, 19 Mar 2010 23:04:10 -0500
From: Dennis L. Brown <ontheroadtosomewhere@gmail.com>
Subject: He Smiled at Me, Part 2

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He Smiled At Me Part 2

     Wrestling season was finally over and I had won the state championship
in my weight class.  I lay back on my bed.  My sore muscles reminded me
that it was a hard fought campaign.  But I, T.A. Driver was at the top of
my game and the top of my field.  I let my hands roam over my chest and
down to my balls and cock.  I began stroking my cock and all of a sudden
the face of the smiling man at my last regular meet came into my mind.
Damn, his eyes spoke to me, and I wanted so much to know more about him.
My pre-cum made the head of my cock shiny and my hand glided over my thick
cock.  It wasn't long before I was humping my hand and the cum was shooting
onto my face, down my chest, and finally dribbling into my pubes.  Shit, I
hadn't cum like that for a while.
     You can't say the next morning was really a rude awakening.  Jake, my
little brother, my mom and dad and I were recapping the week and the end of
the season.  I had decided I was done with organized school sports for the
year and my parents were aware of my decision.  It was at breakfast that
Dad laid the news on me.  It was okay if I didn't go out for track but I
had to get a job.  It was soon time to think about paying the insurance on
the car grandma had said I could have.  It was understood that I would take
care of Jake when my parents were going to be out of town – which would
be a lot this summer – but I also had to go to work.
     Jake was thirteen.  He was almost as tall as me.  He wore his hair
kind of long but not girlish.  It was brown that went along with his brown
eyes.  He had a ready smile and a big dick.  I know about his dick because
I had caught him jacking off sitting on the john one day after school when
he thought no one was in the house.  He wanted to quit then but I wouldn't
let him.  I stood in front of him between his legs and played with his
balls while he stroked his cock.  He was looking me straight in the eye.
It got thicker and thicker and soon he was shooting cum all over his smooth
chest; he about shit when I leaned over and licked his cum up.  After I had
gotten my mouth full I put my mouth on his and made him eat his own cum.
He was playing with my cock and balls all the time.
     Since I would have to keep an eye on Jake I decided to put my computer
skills to work for me.  With my parent's approval I put an ad on the local
Craigslist to help people out with their computer problems.  I got a lot of
work but not enough to keep me from my homework.  The end of my sophomore
year was coming quickly.  I was watching Jake, doling computer work, and
working out at the Y every day.
     Supposedly you had to be 18 to hit the adult locker room but I have a
friend who works there and he told me the combination to get into that
area.  I look older so no one seemed the wiser.  I loved stripping down and
parading to the steam room and showers with my big cock swinging.  I chose
the steam room because once it got roaring there was no way of seeing
anyone else in the room.  I would sit in the corner of the room with my
legs spread and my cock hanging semi thick.  It didn't happen every day but
about twice a week there was an older guy who would stroke me and suck me
off.  I would put my hands on his head and let him deep throat my teen
cock.  I would fill their mouths with my hot cum and they would stand and
leave.  Jesus, I thought life couldn't get any better than this.
     What surprised me the most about those sucking sessions was the face
of the man at the wrestling meet.  He would always be looking at me;
smiling at me.  Damn, would I ever see him again?